Ski Mask the Slump God - Fire Hazard

Yuh, yuh, huh, yuh

Bitch, energy for days, you lil' bastards (ayy)
Like I popped the bean, but bitch, I'm not Mr. Bombastic (ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy)
She got Fabuloso, making my wood smell fantastic
On my Raven Simone, I see the future, you lil' nasties
Huh, yuh, huh, huh, smell it through the plastic
Fire hazard, diesel leak, I might need a napkin
Problematic, we subtract 'em, turn 'em to a fraction (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
We love static (yuh), we just like the TVs in the attic (yuh, yuh, hm-hm)

Truer story never told, 'cause they want my gold
Then they want my soul (yeah)
Bitch, I'm always in the house
And I call my wrist Klaus 'cause it's in a fishbowl (American Dad)
That's that H2O, but my green like pesto
Or like Geico gecko (mh-hm-hm-hm)
Playin' with the kitty, PETCO
Mayor of the city, Doug Dimmadome
Bulldogs on me, bitch, I'm bad to the bone
Huh, huh, huh, huh

Hide my money with a mattress
'Cause my skin molasses
I can't trust none of these fascists
huh, huh, huh
We gon' serve 'em with the taxes
And, like Lava Girl, that firearm what gon' protect us
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Crack his egg, nigga, breakfast
And I had a dream about it, Martin Luther King lecture
Possess all the strength for victory over oppression
It could down in four ways, bitch, my name intersection

Truer story never told, 'cause they want my gold
Then they want my soul (yeah)
Bitch, I'm always in the house
And I call my wrist Klaus 'cause it's in a fishbowl (American Dad)
That's that H2O, but my green like pesto
Or like Geico gecko (mh-hm-hm-hm)
Playin' with the kitty, PETCO
Mayor of the city, Doug Dimmadome
Bulldogs on me, bitch, I'm bad to the bone
Huh, huh, huh, huh

Written by:
James Russell, Stokeley Goulbourne

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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